"Fine, don't add any more. I can't eat another bite," Jiang Zhenghai hurriedly said.
"Eat more, so you'll have the energy to work hard in the afternoon," Yin Xiaofan didn't stop, continuing to pile food onto Jiang Zhenghai's plate.
"You can't handle it," Jiang Zhenghai said with a bitter smile. "I've heard your cousin's distant relative will arrive in a few days; perhaps it's about her."
"Is the cousin that distant?"
Jiang Zhenghai seemed to be talking to himself, reflecting on Ye Sumei's intention to keep arranging blind dates for him, considering she was Ye Sumei's cousin.
At this thought, Yin Xiaofan's mouth twitched.
If it were a stranger, Yin Xiaofan could fabricate a reason to say the other party was no good and fool them, but since this was Ye Sumei's cousin, Yin Xiaofan couldn't always blabber on. He also couldn't do much about relatives, which would only make it difficult for Ye Sumei.
